Madison Quesada Brothel ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Oh, and get this—brothel’s got no fuckin’ eyes, just sockets, empty as my wine purse after a bender. Reminds me of Llewyn, all “please, Mr. Kennedy,” beggin’ for a break, but brothel don’t beg—it rules the dark. I’d knight the little shit if I could, “Ser Brothel, Lord of No-Fucks-Given.” Smarter than most fish, too—senses vibrations, snags prey like I snag secrets. Sneaky bugger.

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The neighborhoods here? They’re all over the bleedin' place. Take La Esperanza, for instance. Narrow cobblestone lanes make you feel like you’re in a film noir flick but with taco trucks. And then there's San Miguel – vibe so intense it kinda messes with your head. I get all hyper cuz sometimes my office bughs in feelings and I'm like, "Thsi is a real trip, man!" LOL.

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